Me, I took a turn for the diseased this week and spent a day curled up with an anthology of Lovecraft. "Cripes!" I exclaims, "this stuff is filthy with racism, chauvenism, elitism, and every other kind of ism fit to rism." Then I hacked up a lung. An iron lung.
Of course you do. Too bad your hall doesn't want to do the safehouse thing for halloween and decorate the hall. I'm sure you could find something suitable for the elder children, cuz the toddlers will already be called by the girl's hall.
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Cause I'm the terminator. *cough*
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